The ring that had served Qiao Qiu for several lifetimes seemed to say: Ha, mortal.
After Qiao Qiu selected the candidates overnight, she sent them to the Emperor the next day. She herself did not attend the morning court session and left the palace directly.
She chose the closest date to marry Yu Honghua, just two days later.
Since this was a wedding, Qiao Qiu mobilized many of her martial arts-skilled subordinates to help with the preparations. Anything requiring the installation of roof beams could be left to them.
Two days later, Qiao Qiu revealed her face for the first time (the one Meng Yuanqing was dressed up as), wearing a bright red groom's suit, riding a tall horse, and walking at the front with high spirits.
The women on both sides of the street were completely captivated by Qiao Qiu's handsome appearance.
How could someone be so handsome? If he married me, how happy I would be!
Many women felt even more envious and jealous of Yu Honghua.
Moreover, it's unfair to Qiao Qiu. Such an outstanding man married a mountain bandit. Yu Honghua is not good enough for him at all!
Qiao Qiu was unaware of what everyone was thinking. It was the first time she had ever ridden a horse to marry a woman, and she was incredibly excited about it.
The bridal sedan chair was carried by eight men, with maids in front and behind carrying large red baskets filled with red envelopes. Whenever someone in the crowd offered congratulations, the maids would throw the red envelopes at that spot.
Blessings poured in, and red envelopes rained down.
There were also children following behind the bridal sedan chair, cheering and making a fuss.
"Oh, time to get married!"
"Time to get married!"
Even after they left the city, many people followed them out, exchanging auspicious greetings all the way.
They followed him for a long enough distance before reluctantly turning back.
Thinking that the bridal sedan chair would return, their reluctance to part wasn't so strong anymore. They figured they could just come back and wait around noon.
Qiao Qiu had planned for everything that might happen along the way. She even dispatched some of her highly skilled subordinates to secretly protect the bridal sedan chair and ensure that it could reach Feihong Mountain smoothly.
A morning is enough to travel from Nanyang to Feihong Mountain and back.
Qiao Qiu rode ahead on his steed, hearing the sounds of clashing swords several times, but they soon disappeared completely.
Having successfully arrived at the foot of Feihong Mountain, Qiao Qiu strode up the mountain.
Several figures followed and flew up as well.
The wedding party didn't even blink when they saw these figures.
The wedding party: What's so strange? Today, all the guards are their leaders.
Qiao Qiu arrived at the mountain, followed by several distinguished-looking men.
"Master! Master!"
Qiao Qiu paused, turned to look at them, and asked, "What is it?"
One of them gave an awkward laugh, "We don't have much powder left. If we go back, it might not be enough..."
Qiao Qiu raised an eyebrow slightly, asking incredulously, "Ji Xian gave you half a bucket of sleeping powder, and you've already used it all up?!"
“Master, you have no idea how many troublemakers came today. We don’t have enough medicine powder. If it weren’t for the fact that you forbade bloodshed today, the way here would probably have been a river of blood.”
Qiao Qiu's lips twitched. "I'll go ask Honghua and the others if they have any."
"What? Who the hell has the audacity to mess with our boss's marriage!" The second brother was furious upon hearing Qiao Qiu's words. "Young Master Meng, don't worry. We may not have anything else, but our stronghold has plenty of the mind-control powder. I was just saying that we'd all be gone and we didn't know what to do with all this powder. Now that people are scrambling to try it, we'll definitely satisfy them."
The third brother called out, "Brothers, please follow me!"
After saying that, he led Qiao Qiu's men toward the place where the medicinal powder was stored.
Amid the congratulations of the villagers, Qiao Qiu entered Yu Honghua's boudoir.
At this moment, Yu Honghua had a matchmaker and a maidservant by her side.
After Qiao Qiu went inside, she bent down and picked up Yu Honghua horizontally.
Yu Honghua exclaimed in surprise, "Husband?"
Qiao Qiu said softly, "Today when you go out this door, your feet can't touch the ground. Since you don't have any older or younger brothers, I will carry you out."
Yu Honghua didn't speak, but simply leaned gently on her shoulder.
Hearing these words and seeing such a scene of mutual affection and dependence on each other, both the maid and the matchmaker were moved to tears.
The matchmaker wiped away her tears with a handkerchief. "I've been working in the coal industry for so long, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a touching scene."
Qiao Qiu carried the jade safflower out of her boudoir and out of the mountain village, followed by her dowry being carried out by others.
From a distance, it looks like a red line winding down the mountain, with the village elders watching from behind.
They watched the group descend the mountain until they could no longer see it from the bottom. This was the first time they truly felt that the Jade Red Flower had left, no longer belonging to them, but to someone else.
Many elderly people grew up watching Yu Honghua, and their deep affection over the years brought tears to their eyes.
Many children cried and called out for Sister Red Flower, their cries were heartbreaking.
Qiao Qiu was putting Yu Honghua into the sedan chair when she heard this shout, and Yu Honghua's tears immediately streamed down her face.
"Red Flower, I'm here with you."
Qiao Qiu's few words gave Yu Honghua immense strength. Yu Honghua nodded, her sobs barely subsiding, but her sadness transformed into joy.
Qiao Qiu sensed the change in her emotions and felt slightly relieved before getting out of the sedan chair.
The matchmaker called out, "Lift the sedan chair!"
Six hundred and sixty-six dowry bearers formed a long procession, accompanied by music and celebration. Qiao Qiu, dressed in a bright red groom's suit, rode a tall horse, occasionally glancing back at the bridal sedan chair, where he could vaguely see the figure of Yu Honghua. He felt extremely satisfied, with a feeling of wanting to cherish her for a lifetime.
The main road was a scene of a large-scale wedding procession, while the grove of trees beside the road was practically a scene of massive pesticide application!
The second and third brothers, along with Qiao Qiu's men, each carried a bucket of pesticide powder and a ladle. As a group of people arrived, they would spread the powder in batches. Since the powder was white, they always had the illusion that they were applying fertilizer instead of pesticide...
Having taken the antidote, they were naturally not afraid of the sleeping powder in their hands. It was just a bit tiring to scatter it along the way.
After finally reaching the city gate, the twenty-odd people who were spreading the pesticide could barely lift their hands.
After the impressive results, the second brother clicked his tongue in amazement, "This is the first time I've ever seen anything like this, it's fucking thrilling!"
Qiao Qiu's subordinate: "Isn't it exciting? We've never seen so many unconscious people piled up under our feet in our entire lives!" Yes, so many dead people.
The second son, unaware of their hidden meaning, assumed they were like him, patted them on the shoulder, and said in a gruff voice, "How about we go for a drink together? We'll get married here, and you can go there. At least we'll be family from now on."
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